#vldsinjae 003

This, in many ways, hadn’t been how he’d expected nor truly desired to spend his sparsely found free day, yet there he stood, boots on the ground and eyes squinting at a sign in the distance. There were only a few days before Christmas, and the last thing he wanted was to not have enough or the right presents for everyone. He had mostly taken care of the staff, gathering some generic yet personal kinds of gifts, while he still had a few of his fellow members to purchase for. What better place than to find them here, no?

Approaching the market stall, Kiwon began to peruse the owners wares. In the next moment, he felt a strange tingle at the back of his neck, as if he were missing something. Uncertain at to what it meant, the young man raised his head and glanced back to the main walking path, seeing a fellow labelmate pass by.

“Sinjae!” he called, yet attempted to do so quietly. The last thing either of them needed was to be recognized, after all. “Sinjae, can I get your opinion on something quickly?”